Beyond The Grave

(26) There's This Guy. He Lives In My Room. Oh, Yeah, And He's A Ghost.

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm having the BIGGEST writers block EVER.

This chapter will be short, as I didn't want to write it in the first place, and hopefully I will update soon, okay?

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There's This Guy. He Lives In My Room. Oh, Yeah, And He's A Ghost.

Chapter 26

Miles' POV

I watch as Taylor turns to face Finn, her expression stony.

Finns face turns from totally normal to confused. "Taylor?" He asks, baffled. "What's wrong?"

Taylor takes a deep breath, and I can see that she's struggling to keep her calm. "Where is it, Finn?"

"Where's what?" He replies, but underneath his casualness, I can see nervousness lurking.

"The bomb."

Finn gulps, his adams' apple bobbing. "What bomb?" He stutters.

Taylor nods slightly, as if Finn had just confirmed what she had thought. "Don't play dumb. You know exactly what I'm talking about. Now where is it?"

"I...I..." Finn wasn't stupid. He knew that he couldn't talk his way out of this one, surely.

When Taylor talks again, her voice is husky. "And when were you planning on telling me you are planning to kill me?"

Taylor's strong, but she's still human. I see her fighting back tears. I move behind her, and rest my arm on her shoulder.

"Taylor, I-" Finn breaks off, frowning. "Wait. How did you know?"

Taylor sighs slightly. "Miles," She says.

"Miles?!" Finn bursts out. "That son of a-"

Taylor cuts him off. "You aren't seriously calling him names, are you? It should be us calling YOU names. You're the one planning to kill hundreds of people!" Her chest is heaving, her eyes shining.

She stands up, trying to look intimidating, even though she is way shorter than Finn. "And you know something? I'm not going to let you."

Finn darts into the bathroom, and emerges with a carrier bag, which he holds tightly to his chest. "Really?" He says, raising an eyebrow. "Well, try and stop me."

And with that, he runs out the door.

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I don't think I'll post tomorrow, as it's my brothers birthday party, but I'll try.

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